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From my own Apartment, April 18. I have lately been very studious for intelligence, and have just now, by my astrological flying post, received a packet from Felicia * an island in Ame. rica, with an account that gives me great satisfaction, and lets me understand, that the island was never in greater prosperity, or the administration in so good hands, since the death of their late glorious King. These letters import, that the chief Minister has entered into a firm league with the ablest and best men of the nation, to carry on the cause of liberty, to the encouragement of religion, virtue, and honour. Those persons at the helm are so useful, and in themselves of such weight, that their strict alliance must needs tend to the universal prosperity of the people. Camillot, it seems, presides over the deliberations of state ; and is so highly valued by all men, for his singular probity, courage, affability, and love of mankind, that his being placed in that station has dissipated the fears of that people, who of all the world are the most jealous of their liberty and happiness, and the least provident for their security. The next member of their society is Ho. ratiof, who makes all the public dispatches. This Minister is master of all the languages in use to great perfection. He is held in the highest veneration imaginable for a severe honesty, and love of his country : he lives in a Court unsullied with any of its artifices; the refuge of the oppressed, and terror of oppressors. Martio has joined himself to this council ; a man of most undaunted resolu

* In this allegorical paper, by Felicia is meant Britain. † John Lord Somers, President of the Council.

Sidney Earl of Godolphin, Lord High Treasurer.
Edward Russell, Earl of Orford,


tion, and great knowledge in maritime affairs; famous for destroying the navy of the Franks*, and singularly happy in one particular, that he never preferred a nian who has not proved remarkably service able to his country. Philandert is mentioned with particular distinction; a nobleman who has the most refined taste of the true pleasures and elegance of life, joined to an indefatigable industry in business; a man eloquent in assemblies, agreeable in conversation, and dextrous in all manner of public negotiations. These letters add, that Ve. ronof, who is also of this council, has lately set sail to his government of Patricia, with design to confirm the affections of the people in the interests of his Queen. This Minister is master of great

abilities, and is as industrious and restless for the preservation of the liberties of the people, as the greatest enemy can be to subvert them. The influence of these personages, who are men of such distinguished parts and virtues, makes the people enjoy the utmost ranquillity in the midst of a war, and gives them undoubted hopes of a secure peace from their vigi, kance and integrity.

Advertisement, Upon the humble petition of running stationers, &c. this paper may be had of them, for the future, at the price of one penny S.

* At La Hogue, in 1692.

+ William Cavendish Duke of Devopshire, Lord Steware of the Houshold.

Thomas Earl of Wharton, Lord Lieutenant of Ireland,
The preceding papers bad been given gratis,


No 5. TUESDAY, APRIL 21, 1709.

Quicquid agunt homines-
nostri est farrago libelli.

JUV. Sat. I. 85, 86,

Whate'er men do, or say, or think, or dream,
Our motley paper seizes for its theine.


White's Chocolate-house, April 20.
“ Who names that lost thing love, without a tear,
Since so debauch'l by ill-bred customs here?
To an exact perfection they have brought
The action love, the passion is forgot.

This was long ago a witty author's lamentation, but the evil still continues ; and, if a man of any delicacy were to attend the discourses of the young fellows of this age, he would believe there were none but prostitutes to make the objects of passion. So true it is what the author of the above verses said, a little before his death, of the modern pretenders to gallantry : “ they set up for wits in this age, by saying, when they are sober, what they of the last spoke only when they were drunk.” But Cupid is not only blind at present, but dead drunk; he has lost all his faculties ; else how should Celia be so long a maid, with that agreeable behaviour ? Corinna with that sprightly wit ? Lesbia with that heavenly voice ? and Sacharissa, with all those excellencies in one person, frequent the park, the play, and murder the poor Tits that drag her to public places, and not a man turn pale at her appearance ? But such is the fallen state of love, that if it were not for hopest Cynthio, who is true to the

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cause, we should hardly have a pattern left of the antient worthies that way: and indeed he has but very little encouragement to persevere ; but he has a devotion, rather than love for his mistress, and says,

“ Only tell her that I love,

Leave the rest to her and fate;
Some kind planet from above
May, perhaps, her passion move:

Lovers on their stars must wait."
But the stars I am so intimately acquainted with,
that I can assure him he will never have her : for,
would you believe it? though Cynthio has wit,
good sense, fortune, and his very being depends
upon her, the termagant for whom he sighs is in
love with a fellow who stares in the glass all the
time he is with her, and lets her plainly see she
may possibly be his rival, but never his mistress.
Yet Cynthio, the same unhappy man whom I men-
tioned in my first narrative, pleases himself with a
vain imagination that, with the language of his
eyes, now he has found who she is, he shall con-
quer her, though her
looks from her ; which is ordinary with the sex.

It is certainly a mistake in the antients to draw the little gentleman Love as a blind boy; for his real character is a little thief that squints; for ask Mrs, Meddle, who is a confident, or spy, upon all the passions in town, and she will tell you that the whole is a game of cross purposes. The lover is generally pursuing one who is in pursuit of another, and

one that desires to meet him. Nay, the nature of this passion is so justly repre, sented in a squinting little thief (who is always in a double action), that do but observe Clarissa next time you see her, and you will find, when her eyes have made their soft tour round the company, she

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makes no stay on him they say she is to marry, but rests two seconds of a minute on Wildair, who neither looks nor thinks on her, or any woman else. However, Cynthio had a bow from her the other day, upon which he is very much come to himself; and I heard him send his man of an errand yester. day without any manner of hesitation ; a quarter of an hour after which he reckoned twenty, remembered he was to sup with a friend, and went exactly to his appointment. I sent to know how he did this morning; and I find that he hath not forgot that he spoke to me yesterday.

Will's Coffee-house, April 20. This week being sacred to holy things, and no public diversions allowed, there has been taken notice of eyen here a little Treatise called, “A Project for the Advancement of Religion : dedicated to the Countess of Berkeley*.” The title was so uncommon, and promised so peculiar a way of thinking, that every man here has read it; and as many as have done so have approved it. It is written with the spirit of one who has seen the world enough to undervalue it with good-breeding. The author must certainly be a man of wisdom as well as piety, and have spent much time in the exercise of both. The real causes of the decay of the interest of religion are set forth in a clear and lively manner, without unseasonable passions ; and the whole air of the book, as to the language, the sentiments, and the reasonings, shews it was written by one whose virtue sits easy about him, and to whom vice is thoroughly contemptible. It was said by one of this company, alluding to that knowledge

* First published hy Swift in 1709,

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